Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1887-08-25
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IN one OA ZIG 80 @&Atta nosets tnat
stands in the part of New York
city there hspr ed The 6 her night a
mysterious incisent that has kept at
least three peoE!s in 1t, q of excite
ment boarderia on vsteliasyer since.
On the fifth fipe1 hes liv. for over a
year a gentlsnsn We call Albert-a
modest, retiria clei !, in a bank. He
has lately beer iasro luced into little
private pckes f41ne carried on in the
house and larang ses, ION in the
poker room, ii ,.nbil.sd more whiskey
soatt.<a4O-s, Ms "a architsc-
ture is ableto control. On the fourth
floor Of this hotel, directly under
AlLert's room. ther, resides Helen
relative of the propii tor, and Emma,
her friend, who is Jersey girl, study
ing art here in New York, Emma is
matrimonially engaged, and she FREE
gently goes to theatf, with her fiance,
and, returning, has bit OF supper in
the restaurant. In the vestibule, to
which Emma is escorted 10 take the
elevator, there is always \ last little
talk. The Emma goes up to her
roommate, and the engaged man, full
of pleasing anticipations of the hour
when he'll take the elevator, too, turns
up his collar and gees cut into the
silent street.
Albert has a room mate and chum,
who, however, has nothing to do with
this story. Saturday night was in
clement, aud Albert, after dinner,
smoked cigar in tie re,ding room
and then went mp to the little room
over the parlor, where the friendly
game was in progress. He played.
with variable luck until IL, when,
with last whiskey SUR, lie withdrew
Albert is sure he was not tight. He
knows he was SLEEPY and that the
elevator boy was sluinberous. At all
events he went to his room, where his
chum was sound asleep il bed. AL
bert pulled off his clothes and threw
them about the place, Summed things
around generally, wanted 10 wind his
watch, but couldn't fin the key,
thought he'd find spare one in the
bureau drawer, went to turn up the
dimly-burning gas, bit tnrned it short
of, said piously, "Cu the key" bolt
ed the door, turned down the clothes
and slipped into bed.
He was just tioatlns off into dream
haunted by fulls and tiushes when a
female voice so near his f,ce that he
felt the warm breal h on his cheek,
said:
What fool yon are, En-; you
have been talking at hat elevator un-
til you are cold as frog.
The perspiration broke out all over
him, he lay paralyzei. lie strained
his eyes into the darkness till they
became used to til. -roundings.
Sure enough, the window was not in
the right place it sh-ull ie, he made
out a sofa where it mad ought to be
and made up his mind that he was
where he should not be, and was a
lost man. On chair by the window
was pile of white stuff, Il monument
erected to the cardinal virtues by a
fsiryoung girl. He made out the fut.
ing on petticoat, the strings on some
other garment, wire sort of cage on
the floor. Great SCOTS he was in
the wrong room, the room of woman
in her very bed, and, oh, hair
standing conclusion, she h ID got there
before him. There are no words in
which to picture his condition and
the frame of mind in which that pic
ture should be mounted. He lay like
the dead, revolving like a buzz saw
what he should do, till his hair turn
ed.
Then the lady who had addressed
him evidently though she had been
too harsh, for she whoored over to-.
wards the wall and said:
Never mind, dear, hug up to my
back and get warm.
Albert couldn't tell under oath il
he obeyed this suggestion or not but
certainly silence iell on that deeply
agitated young man, who lay count
ing his heart beats A long breath,
just bordering Oh snore, another
regular, even flow of rasal music.
The friend Of Emm slept. As Don
Juan slipped half snothered from the
bed, so Albert, bathed in cold per.
spiration from head to foot, glided
from between the sheets. Swiftly
and silently he gathered his effects
He had to carry even his hat, for hi
hair stuck up so he couldn't get it OF
his head. He stole TO the door, hi
great toe cracking oniniously in
Stygain darkness. With trembling
fingers he drew back the bolt. and. a